I recently described the last two months as a whirlwind. So many cities, languages, cultures, foods, people, it almost all blends together. When people ask what was my favorite I can't really do it. If you ask me what was my favorite thing from a particular city that's a little easier.
Being back home it's been one errand after another trying to get J ready to leave for the east coast. Sorting, packing and playing car Tetris, which I'm a pro at. I've been throwing into the wind emails in response to craigslist ads, and contacting any business near where I'm going to stay to see if they're hiring. All I need right now is something part time so I'm not dipping deeper into my savings. But preferably something I'll enjoy. I don't want to be back in the same position I left. I jumped off the cliff in search of something new and I'm definitely getting it. It's scary. It's exciting. I feel like I'm bobbing on the waves of my emotions. The highs of "you can do this! anything you put your mind to!" to "oh my god I'm gonna hate this job if I get it. They're never going to hire me."
I want to take the time to thank everyone for their support. I got a lot of people saying how great it was that I was doing this. Even people we met abroad. I'm staying with gracious friends who trust me with their pup. And I'm even grateful for the insurance check that's coming for my stolen phone. Things aren't the settled safe routine that they used to be but I'm good. I have everything I need if I need it and I'm grateful for that.
